I don't make resolutions. Too lazy. Resolutions require effort and accountability, and I gave those up when I quit my job to stay home with babies.
But I do want to be blogging more. I do miss blogging. The problem is, blogging usually happens during naptime. And lately, the only thing happening during naptime is napping. I'm all about the naps lately. Overwhelmingly, exhaustingly tired--that's me.
So, if you don't hear from this blog for a while, hold me accountable. Or bribe me. Or something. Because this blogging thing is going to happen again, before the end of the world in 2012.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
The Great Divorce
I've been reading The Great Divorce for my book club. It's C.S. Lewis and not actually about divorce, but about heaven and hell. I always love me a good C.S. Lewis, although I've never been able to get through The Problem of Pain. He's not quite there doctrinally, but he does give you a lot to think about. The basis of this book is that hell is a state of mind. If you can let go of selfishness, your pride, faults, etc.--basically be able to give up your sense of self as you have known it--then you'll be transported to heaven, which is reality. Earth life and life in hell was just an illusion, a ghost of things, and once you accept Christ you're able to see life for what it really is.
So here's what this book made me think about. Some time ago I happened to catch a BYU devotional on the radio. It was a professor who had moved from the UK to Provo about ten years ago, and he started out talking about the ways in which he still felt a foreigner in the U.S., like he still felt he was driving on the wrong side of the road. He then turned this into a metaphor in the ways our lives now would feel foreign in heaven. It really got me thinking. There are things I'm pretty attached to that really wouldn't jive in heaven. I hold on to things because I think they're part of me, but should they be? I do love me some mindless tv at the end of a bad day, but I'm pretty sure they won't show Thursday night comedies in the Celestial kingdom (still hoping I get there). So, thinking about the things we get so attached to: our hobbies, likes, so forth, thinking that they define who we are, when maybe we should be thinking a little bigger than concentrating on such ephemeral things.
And another metaphor (I was pretty insightful this morning at 4): nutrition. I keep thinking I ought to be eating more healthfully, since you know I don't want to be growing an obese baby or anything. But my days are such that when I'm hungry and have a minute to grab something, I go for something easy like leftover birthday cake. The apples are right there in the fridge, but that's too much work. So, and here's where it gets all philosophical, I think when I'm in need of relaxation or even just some temporary distraction, I reach for the spiritual/intellectual equivalent of ice cream, something that will satisfy me now but does not nourish. But oughtn't I reach for the kale?
So, cars, nutritional superfoods, great divorces. Have I got everything? I didn't sleep much last night. I hope you can't tell.
So here's what this book made me think about. Some time ago I happened to catch a BYU devotional on the radio. It was a professor who had moved from the UK to Provo about ten years ago, and he started out talking about the ways in which he still felt a foreigner in the U.S., like he still felt he was driving on the wrong side of the road. He then turned this into a metaphor in the ways our lives now would feel foreign in heaven. It really got me thinking. There are things I'm pretty attached to that really wouldn't jive in heaven. I hold on to things because I think they're part of me, but should they be? I do love me some mindless tv at the end of a bad day, but I'm pretty sure they won't show Thursday night comedies in the Celestial kingdom (still hoping I get there). So, thinking about the things we get so attached to: our hobbies, likes, so forth, thinking that they define who we are, when maybe we should be thinking a little bigger than concentrating on such ephemeral things.
And another metaphor (I was pretty insightful this morning at 4): nutrition. I keep thinking I ought to be eating more healthfully, since you know I don't want to be growing an obese baby or anything. But my days are such that when I'm hungry and have a minute to grab something, I go for something easy like leftover birthday cake. The apples are right there in the fridge, but that's too much work. So, and here's where it gets all philosophical, I think when I'm in need of relaxation or even just some temporary distraction, I reach for the spiritual/intellectual equivalent of ice cream, something that will satisfy me now but does not nourish. But oughtn't I reach for the kale?
So, cars, nutritional superfoods, great divorces. Have I got everything? I didn't sleep much last night. I hope you can't tell.
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